Mackenzie sighed in contentment as she stepped out of the shower, water beading and trickling down her nubile body. If the redhead had to give this hotel one compliment, it was that its shower was nothing short of divine, a top of the line installation that made every use a wonderfully relaxing experience. The only major problem was Mackenzie's own fault, as her lengthy shower made the confined quarters warm and humid, the effect even seeping out into the rest of the hotel room.
Wrapping herself in a fluffy white towel, Mackenzie stepped out of the bathroom and took a seat at the edge of the bed, idly turning on the television as she worked a second towel through her silky hair. Both the towel around her body and the one drying her hair quickly became saturated and uncomfortable, and a naughty thought crossed Mackenzie's mind.
She wasn't sharing this room with anybody else, and she could slip a "Do Not Disturb" sign on her door to avoid any unwanted visitors. The blinds were drawn across the window, preventing anybody from peeking in. What harm would there be in a little fun? With this logic and a small smile, Mackenzie undid the towel around her, letting the damp fabric peel away and piled around her shapely hips on the edge of the bed.
Mackenzie couldn't deny that some small part of her got a kick out of doing things like this. Walking around naked always felt taboo, and doing so never failed to send a tingle of excitement up her spine. Of course Mackenzie also made sure that a situation was never too risky, as she was fairly sure she'd die of embarrassment if she were caught running around nude. Thanks to the privacy of her hotel room, however, Mackenzie had nothing to worry about.
Mackenzie reclined on the bed and watched TV as she let her body air dry, waiting for the oppressive heat from her shower to dissipate. When it never did, however, the bombshell beauty started to get agitated. She'd loved her room's shower, but she hated its AC unit, mainly because it was apparently faulty. Sure, it had snagged her a nice discount on her rates, but that was proving itself to be a small comfort in this muggy warmth. Simply put, Mackenzie needed a way to cool down.
Ice! Of course. Mackenzie could go fill a bucket of ice from the machine down the hall. It'd only take a few moments and she'd have her fix to the warmth problem. Of course, doing so would also mean having to get dressed... or would it?
Biting her lip, Mackenzie imagined herself stark naked and dashing down the hotel hallway, ample assets bouncing and on display for anybody that thought to step out of their room. A tingle ran up Mackenzie's spine as well as between her legs as she thought about it. It would be quick, nobody would see her, and there was no denying the thrill...
Standing up, Mackenzie strode purposefully to her hotel room door, grabbing her ice bucket and room key along the way. It'd just be a few seconds, she kept telling herself. That didn't stop her hand from shaking as she gripped the handle on the door and turned, willing herself to step out into the hall before she could chicken out. The door clicked shut behind her with a sense of finality. She'd already come this far, might as well keep going.
Her bare feet padded along the carpeted hallway quietly, the racing thumping of her heart seeming faster to the naked redhead. She reached the ice machine before she knew it, quickly pulling open the cover and grabbing the scoop. The blast of cold air from the machine sent goosebumps across Mackenzie's fair skin, her pretty pink nipples hardening in the chill. At least she'd have an excuse for that if she were caught, she jokingly thought to herself.
Knowing that her luck could change at any moment, Mackenzie filled the bucket as quickly as she could. Unfortunately for Mackenzie, this speed mattered little, as-  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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